Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Shishima Hiroki immediately waved his hand, ordering the army to attack: "Kill!"

"Charge! Kill them all!"

The 500,000-strong army of shattered islands charged toward the Kingdom of Death with overwhelming force.

The warriors of the Dead Kingdom, not to be outdone, also charged forward with shouts.

"Charge! Charge!"

Just then, a dark green figure descended to the center of the cursed bridge. With a casual wave of his hand, boundless power blocked the armies of both countries, forcing all the charging warriors back.

"Ok?"

"It's you!"

The familiar aura made Ashura and Ji Wu Wang stop fighting and look at the figure in the middle in disbelief.

Luo Hou withdrew his palms and greeted the two:

"Asura, King Jiwu, temporarily quell your thunderous rage and seek a better solution."

Asura, concerned about Silver Moon Wolf and Ghost Prison Evil God, snorted coldly: "Hand over the antidote for the two Venerables before we talk."

"I will send the antidote for the two Venerable Ones to Jumang Red City. Asura, you should withdraw your troops for now."

"Luo Hou, don't forget that the invasion strategy of the Dead Kingdom was all your doing."

Luo Hou secretly rejoiced that he was wearing the dragon head mask, otherwise, how would he face King Ji Wu and Han Yan Cui?

Asura led his army back to Jumang's mortal realm.

The Brahmaputra quickly returned to peace.

Huang Quan and the others walked over and stood behind Luo Hou.

Shishima Hiroki was even more confused: "Your Majesty, should we press our advantage and pursue them?"

"The princess has won. We can wait for the Kingdom of Death to surrender. Let's withdraw our troops first."

"Yes."

Guangzhu did not leave, but instead stared warily at Luohou and the others: "Who are you?"

Huang Quan shouted, "This is Luo Hou, the Martial Lord of the Bitter Realm, who has come to mediate the feud between your Four Realms of the Dead and the Kingdom of Death. Why don't you invite the Martial Lord to enter the realm!"

"What Lord of the Heavenly Capital? What does the affairs of my realm have to do with the Bitter Realm? Leave at once, or you will be punished the same as the Kingdom of Death!"

"presumptuous!"

"Come on!"

The two sides were exchanging barbs, while Luo Hou stared quietly at King Ji Wu. His crown covered most of his face, revealing only his straight nose and a few strands of long golden hair.

Just like myself, I couldn't see the expression on my face.

For some reason, even though he couldn't see his eyes, his face, or his lips, Luo Hou still thought he was handsome and just wanted to keep looking at him like that.

After a long silence, King Jiwu sheathed his Heavenly Halberd and said loudly, "A renowned figure from the Bitter Realm has graced Shattered Island with his presence. How dare King Jiwu neglect such an honored guest, Grand Chancellor!"

"exist."

"Withdraw the troops first, then arrange a welcome banquet at the royal palace and treat them with royal courtesy."

"Ok."

King Jiwu waved his arm: "Wujun, please board the Xuange."

"Thank you, please."

The two leaped into the clouds and landed in King Jiwu's chariot, which then sped away in the blink of an eye.

Huang Quan and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. Had they just been abandoned like that?

Cui Luohan looked at the wound on Han Yancui's shoulder and walked over with concern: "You're injured, let me help you."

"Need not!"

Han Yancui was very assertive and pushed away Cui Luohan's hand.

Seeing this, Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun said softly, "Miss Han, take care of yourself so you can face the next battle."

"Laughing Sword Blunt..."

Chapter 118 There's no such thing as a good banquet since ancient times.

The black boat flew swiftly, amidst surging clouds and waves.

King Jiwu, who had donned the crown, was not as talkative as Yu Cixin, nor was Luo Hou a talkative person; they remained silent the entire way.

Finally, King Jiwu spoke first: "What Asura said, the attack on the Four Realms by the Kingdom of Death was due to the calculations of the Martial Lord."

"I do not deny it."

"Then you and I are enemies."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

When proposing the dual strategy of trade and aggression, Rahu was certain that both the Burning Buddha Prison and the Slaughtering Shattered Island would become victims of the Tower of Compassion. Rather than benefiting the Tower of Compassion, it would be better to give the two realms to the Kingdom of Death.

But now, he wavered.

“King Jiwu, the Kingdom of Death and the Shattered Island of Slaughter can also become allies.”

"Oh?"

Luo Hou walked to Ji Wu Wang's side and stared at the half of his face under the crown.

Do you trust me?

"Are you worthy of my trust?"

"worth."

"It's too early to talk about trust at our first meeting."

"..."

Luo Hou wanted to remove his crown and tell him that role-playing shouldn't last too long, otherwise he would get confused.

Upon arriving at Wangdao, the two disembarked from the black boat and walked slowly along the way.

Luo Hou surveyed the streets of Wangdao. Although not as prosperous as the cities of the Bitter Realm, it was still bustling with activity. The streets were clean and wide, lined with taverns and shops, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares filled the air.

Before long, you'll come to a sprawling palace complex with white walls and green tiles, exuding a solemn and majestic aura.

Right in the center of the palace, a towering tree stood tall, reaching into the clouds.

"That is the Jade Locust Tree of our realm, also known as the King Tree."

"I have long admired his name."

How does it compare to the realm of suffering?

"What do you think?"

"I have never been to a place of suffering, so it is difficult for me to compare."

"Did the special envoy not mention this to you, King Jiwu, upon his return?"

"The special envoy has her own mission, and such matters of custom are not within her mission."

She really is eloquent.

Luo Hou then asked, "I wonder what the special envoy's evaluation of Lord Luo Hou will be when he returns?"

"The ruler of the capital is very majestic."

"Is that all?"

King Jiwu thought for a moment and then added, "His martial arts are very high; he can be considered the number one in the Bitter Realm."

Luo Hou was speechless with anger; he really couldn't let him continue wearing this crown.

King Jiwu countered, "I wonder what the Martial Lord thinks of my special envoy?"

Luo Hou flicked his battle robe: "No comment."

"Ok?"

"The special envoy still owes me money for drinks and lodging. If it's convenient, I'd like to ask her for it back."

"you!"

"Could it be that King Jiwu intends to pay off her debts?"

"I will tell her!"

Upon entering the royal palace, Huang Quan and his companions, who had already arrived with Shi Dao Guangzhu, were already lined up in two rows, with the host and guests taking their seats.

The maids kept serving food and wine.

The etiquette was impeccable, and the gifts were plentiful; it was indeed in accordance with the standards for receiving foreign heads of state.

Soon, Elder Tuxi and Shelun Taigong were invited into the royal palace. Because of Han Yancui's meritorious service in the battle, she was also invited to the banquet.

Thus, King Jiwu and Rahu sat facing each other in the main seats on the stage.

Below the stage, on one side were the powerful figures of Broken Island: Elder Tuxi, Grand Master Shelun, Grand Chancellor Faming, and Princess Fuyu.

On one side are the guests from the Bitter Realm: Huang Quan, Cui Hanluo, Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun, and Ya Hun.

Originally, the number of people on both sides was exactly equal, but Taigong had an extra person behind him to take care of his meals, Shang Lun.

There has never been a truly good banquet.

Just as King Jiwu raised his cup, before he could even give his speech, Elder Tuxi interrupted him: "Just when we were about to defeat the Kingdom of Death, we were stopped by you people of the Bitter Realm. Are you all allies of the Kingdom of Death?"

Ya Shao was in charge of Tiandu's diplomatic affairs.

He said tactfully, "Our lord has been invited by the Master of the Tower of Compassionate Light, Wuyi, to mediate the conflict between the Four Realms of Demons and the Kingdom of Death. Because he is acquainted with the Lady of Your Realm, he has come to the Island of Slaughter first. I wonder what your requests are? Our lord may consider them accordingly."

Upon hearing the invitation from Master Wuyi, not only Elder Tuxi, but everyone present changed color.

The war between the Tower of Compassion and the Shattered Isles of Slaughter has also lasted for countless years, and the Shattered Isles still have an army of 500,000 stationed at the Maha Barrier.

If the Kingdom of the Dead and the Tower of Compassion join forces, the Isle of Slaughter will be in grave danger.